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Ole fuck nigga Memphis, what's good wid it hoe
I'm dropping a hot spit...
Sike... Only Memphis probably jot shit
Ima weed seller, so I distribute a few
They throw paper on the green like distributing news
Memphis left spew from his cabbage
After were even touching the pad like using a Tablet
I'll beat you up, fuck putting out a Sig
Cuz I'm stomping his butt out like putting out a cig
Holding grudges make slump lames
I'm not letting it go til I really shoot, I'll pump fakes
That's a double entendre, off the top?
You couldn't fuck with a monster, this studs played
Nigga you still bitch up to hot frees
You struggling with heat like its Bishop and Raheem
Plus I don't like a threat, hell even
I'm tripping over stares like abortion on flight of steps
You wanna fuck around you dummy
I guess I'm sick cuz I'm coming down with something
Nigga only time... you bust a round
If you spit a verse that's pumps a crowd that's funny
Scream if you seeing a Tec spray
A few clips snapping bones like its screening a X-ray
He think this is jotted? HAHA!!!
Well Ima freestyle your eulogy, Ima spit on your coffin
While your grave just acapellas
And Jay get rid of his Dame but it ain't just Rocafella
I can randomly rap about you
In a Explorer, I'm in a Hummer with a ignorant smile
While you just giggle and wild
Then I'm crashing thru Explorer like the internet down
Memphis fuck that nigga life
Give me a look, I pull out a knife, cut that in your eye
Bitch how you lightskin nigga
But sound like a 45 year old darkskin nigga, the fuck?
For that, my car spin quicker
I'm in his house, waiting to get home from tennis now
All dark room, chrome in his-
Wow, fuck that scenario, he said he got grips to fire?
Boy you bench lightweights
So nigga how in the fuck do think you can lift the iron?
Man fuck this, it's over too
Bitch Faggot Kraw killed and fuck him for quotables
Clarke bitch!
I'm dropping a hot spit...
Sike... Only Memphis probably jot shit
Ima weed seller, so I distribute a few
They throw paper on the green like distributing news
Memphis left spew from his cabbage
After were even touching the pad like using a Tablet
I'll beat you up, fuck putting out a Sig
Cuz I'm stomping his butt out like putting out a cig
Holding grudges make slump lames
I'm not letting it go til I really shoot, I'll pump fakes
That's a double entendre, off the top?
You couldn't fuck with a monster, this studs played
Nigga you still bitch up to hot frees
You struggling with heat like its Bishop and Raheem
Plus I don't like a threat, hell even
I'm tripping over stares like abortion on flight of steps
You wanna fuck around you dummy
I guess I'm sick cuz I'm coming down with something
Nigga only time... you bust a round
If you spit a verse that's pumps a crowd that's funny
Scream if you seeing a Tec spray
A few clips snapping bones like its screening a X-ray
He think this is jotted? HAHA!!!
Well Ima freestyle your eulogy, Ima spit on your coffin
While your grave just acapellas
And Jay get rid of his Dame but it ain't just Rocafella
I can randomly rap about you
In a Explorer, I'm in a Hummer with a ignorant smile
While you just giggle and wild
Then I'm crashing thru Explorer like the internet down
Memphis fuck that nigga life
Give me a look, I pull out a knife, cut that in your eye
Bitch how you lightskin nigga
But sound like a 45 year old darkskin nigga, the fuck?
For that, my car spin quicker
I'm in his house, waiting to get home from tennis now
All dark room, chrome in his-
Wow, fuck that scenario, he said he got grips to fire?
Boy you bench lightweights
So nigga how in the fuck do think you can lift the iron?
Man fuck this, it's over too
Bitch Faggot Kraw killed and fuck him for quotables
Clarke bitch!
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